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DTP Part 69

Suicide GirlWritten on: February 4, 2004 (age seventeen)

Mourning a loss so dearWhat to doYou dress differentAnd try to change yourselfBut nothing seems to helpSo as a last resortYou slit your wristsTry to kill yourselfJust to make the pain go awayYet this only makes it come to you moreI hate it how you do thatYou think no one else caresBut guess what?Somewhere out there someone doesAnd you’re just making them feelWhat you feltNow how does that make you feel?So put that blade downAnd go find something better to do.

In one of my creative writing classes we would do a daily photo prompt, and we would have to write something for about five minutes. This was based on an ad for suicide.